Zhao Gong already had straw sandals, so he directly changed into military boots, stood up and walked a few steps, and jumped twice, and the softness and elasticity from the soles made him feel incredible.

"Young Master! These boots are so good! I've never worn shoes like this! ”

Needless to say!

In modern times, any pair of shoes can also be hung straw sandals, okay?

Zhao Rui was a little funny, because the other Kunnu were also bouncing comically.

After putting on their shoes, everyone paid attention to their respective backpacks and water bottles, and after playing with them for a while, they felt that they were no less strange than the military boots on their feet.

Needless to say, the lightness and portability of the marching pot, especially the zipper on the backpack, made them feel particularly strange, and they were pulling it back and having fun.

"Alright, put it all away!"

Zhao Rui pointed to the gun head and mop on the ground and ordered: "Your task in the afternoon is to remove the cloth strip and install the gun head, just like this......"

Zhao Rui found a sharp knife, took off the strip of cloth, then thinned the head of the wooden stick a little, installed the sharp gun head on it, and slammed the tail of the gun into the ground a few times, making the connection of the gun head more reliable.

A primitive gun was ready, Zhao Rui held it in his hand heavily, his hands were itchy for a while, he walked to the haystack by the wall, shouted, and stabbed it hard.

Although Zhao Rui doesn't know marksmanship, he watched a lot of anti-Japanese war TV series when he was a child, and he was still deeply impressed by the training of bayonets.

"See, guns are mainly stabbed, so you can practice this trick for the time being! Remember, you must roar out, and you must have the momentum of a tiger! Zhao Gong, you arrange a few people to use firewood and dry grass to make a gun target, and then everyone takes turns to practice! ”

The arrangements are made here, and Zhao Rui still has to worry about the opening tomorrow, so he recruited the old housekeeper and asked him to take people to the street to buy some firecrackers.

The old housekeeper answered, and just as he was about to leave, Zhao Rui patted his head and called him back again.

I almost forgot to inform the shopkeeper!

Zhao Rui wanted to go by himself, but he didn't know that Lin Shizhao was not at home, wouldn't it be wrong to run for nothing? If only I had a mobile phone......

The old housekeeper understood Zhao Rui's thoughts, and said directly: "Why don't you write a letter to the young master, and I'll take it along the way." ”

That's a good idea.

Good! Pen and ink waiting!

Zhao Rui gave an order, and Xiao Kunnu Zhiling brought the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the study.

"Young Master!" Zhi Ling shouted crisply.

"Yes, put it on the table."

Zhi Ling is seven or eight years old, although he was born in Southeast Asia, his complexion is not so dark, he is more like a person from the Central Plains, especially the two big eyes are sparkling, and he is particularly spiritual.

Zhao Rui likes this little girl more, and is willing to run errands with her in everything, so the people in the house regard her as Zhao Rui's maid.

"Look at your thin eyes are getting bigger and bigger, eat more in the future!"

Zhao Rui touched the little girl's head with concern, and Zhi Ling's little face turned red, as if she was still a little uncomfortable with Zhao Rui's kind behavior.

Zhi Ling consciously grinded, Zhao Rui raised the pen and frowned, the brush, this is difficult, I remember that I used it in elementary school, and I have never touched it again.

However, the mere handwriting is not enough to stump Zhao Rui.

Then scribble!

Zhao Rui's eyes were fixed, learning from the appearance of a modern calligrapher, he finished writing the letter very smoothly, and when the ink was a little dry, he folded it, put it in a cardboard bag, and handed it to the housekeeper.

The old housekeeper stood far away, although he didn't see what Zhao Rui wrote, but when he saw him running smoothly, his pen was like a cloud, and he knew that he couldn't be bad in one go.

The characters of this era are well written, and the face is long!

It seems that the young master's retreat study is really useful, at least in terms of temperament, he has improved a lot compared to before.

The housekeeper took the letter and called two more people out together.

Zhi Ling intimately served the bowl, and Zhao Rui watched the training of Kunnu in the courtyard while drinking tea leisurely.

In the courtyard of the Lin family, Lin Mengyao followed her mother to play with the flowers and plants, and it didn't take long for her to get bored, so she ran to the pond on the side and fed the goldfish.

"Huh! General Golden Scales, you are still the most powerful, they can't rob you! ”

Lin Mengyao smiled and threw another handful of dry food, causing the fish to compete for it.

Mrs. Lin looked at it and shook her head helplessly: "Yao'er, at your age, you should be a little restrained, what kind of style is it to play around all day?" If you marry into your husband's family in the future, you can't be disgusted? ”

"What kind of husband, isn't it Brother Zhao, he knows my temperament, he won't care!"

Lin Mengyao's attitude made Mrs. Lin suddenly angry, as if she was definitely going to marry Zhao Rui, and was about to say a few more words to her, when there was a knock on the door.

"This is a handwritten letter from my young master to your son-in-law."

"Oh, I'm tired of Zhao in charge, please go slowly......"

The servant took the letter, bypassed the screen, and was about to go to find his young master, but was stopped by Lin Mengyao.

"Brother Zhao's letter...... Hee-hee! I'm going to give it to my brother! ”

Lin Mengyao took the letter and ran to the backyard like the wind, leaving only the sluggish domestic servant.

"It's okay, let's get busy!"

"Yes!"

Mrs. Lin angrily dismissed the servant and turned around and walked to the backyard.

This girl is really spoiled by herself, she doesn't learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she is not interested in knitting women, so she is left to play in addition to reading some miscellaneous books.

No, we can't let her go crazy anymore, it's going to hurt her if you do it again!

Madame Lin kept a straight face, ready to teach her a lesson.

In the study, Lin Shizhao was drawing a few small turtles on paper.

Lin Shizhao was bored thinking, why didn't Brother Zhao believe it...... I've learned enough......

Suddenly, hearing the sound of footsteps outside the door, Lin Shizhao was startled, hurriedly took the prepared scripture, covered it on the painting, and instantly became a hard-working scholar.

Seeing that it was his sister who came in, Lin Shizhao breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still taken aback, and said dissatisfiedly: "Sister, why did you suddenly break in, do you know how busy I am, if I can't get famous, it's completely up to you!" ”

Lin Shizhao said as he looked out the door.

"Go, go, don't pretend, I have a letter from Brother Zhao here, do you want it?"

Lin Mengyao held the letter in front of her and shook it, with a wicked smile on her face.

"Oops, give it to me! It must be Brother Zhao's shop that has been decided, let me be the shopkeeper! ”

Lin Shizhao hurriedly stood up, he wanted to get the letter, and tried several times in succession, but Lin Mengyao deftly avoided it, and he didn't mean anything to him.

"I want it! Take your 100 taels of Jiaozi in exchange! ”

"What is my point, if you marry Brother Zhao in the future, it will not be a house full of gold and silver, why bother with my brother's little money!"

"Hee-hee, what you said seems to make some sense~"

At this time, Mrs. Lin strode forward with a serious face.

"Nonsense! What are you two talking nonsense? ”

"Mother......

Lin Mengyao became honest in an instant, and Lin Shizhao took the opportunity to snatch the letter.

"Yao'er, maybe you've also heard that Zhao Jiatu has suffered an accident, and the family is in the middle of the road, and my mother is just a girl like you, so I naturally don't want you to be wronged in the future, so my mother wants to change your family." Mrs. Lin said earnestly.

Although Lin Mengyao had heard about it before, she didn't expect her mother to say it so directly, could she really cancel the marriage contract?

Lin Mengyao has regarded Zhao Rui as her husband since she was a child, although she was ignorant at that time, but after years of subtlety, Zhao Rui has already lingered in Lin Mengyao's heart.

When Lin Mengyao heard this, she was like being struck by lightning, and said eagerly: "Can ...... But Brother Zhao is still a scholar, he has been gifted and intelligent since he was a child, sensitive and studious, and he will definitely be a famous person in the future! ”

"Humph!"

Mrs. Lin said indifferently: "There are more than a million people in the world, there are so-called people outside the people, out of Lingshan County, what is he Zhao Rui, you really think too highly of him!" ”

Lin Shizhao absentmindedly opened the envelope and said unconvincedly: "Even if you don't have a reputation, Brother Zhao is about to make a big deal, not only give me a high salary, but he also told me privately that in just ten days, you can earn the previous property of the Zhao family!" ”

"It's just a matter of talking! Do you believe it? Don't give me peace of mind to read yet! ”

Mrs. Lin sent Lin Shizhao away with a word, but she also muttered a little in her heart, when the old man came back that night, he said that Zhao Rui bought his own 4,800 taels of porcelain, and this money is a huge amount of money wherever he puts it, is there really any way for him to fail?

"I don't care, I just like Brother Zhao, I don't marry him!"

Lin Mengyao's eyes were red, and she said angrily.

"You...... Why don't you understand......"

"Hey, this is ......"

Mrs. Lin was about to persuade, but Lin Shizhao opened the letter and cried out in surprise.

The mother and daughter looked together, only to see the three words of Douda written on the letterhead on the table.

"You-come-ah"

These three words are crooked, ghost-like, and have no writing skills at all.

The three of them were stunned, and Lin Mengyao's face gradually became difficult to see.

"Hehehehehe!"

Mrs. Lin almost laughed and bent over.

"This is the writing of the person who wants to take the fame, you still die, your brother writes with his feet, it looks better than this!"

Lin Shizhao looked at such words, a little puzzled, writing techniques belong to the enlightenment to be learned, but anyone who reads should not write so poorly.

Lin Shizhao frowned and said, "Brother Zhao has been studying longer than me, and he has worked harder than me, so it stands to reason that he shouldn't......"

"What else is there to say, the words are like their people, and the crooked writing is just upside down, you see the word 'come', it is clearly a typo!"

When the two of them looked at it, it was really!

The simplified characters written by Zhao Rui will naturally be picked on by the ancients.

Mrs. Lin was full of confidence, but the evidence was in front of her, and Lin Mengyao had nothing to refute for a while.

"It seems that Zhao Rui is just a person who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it."

Mrs. Lin shook the silk scarf disdainfully, and said to Lin Mengyao: "Go, follow me back to the house, and my mother will teach you to embroider mandarin ducks." ”

"No, I don't want to learn!"

Lin Mengyao had tears in the corners of her eyes.

"I just want to learn nothing! When the time comes, you can't talk about family affairs, you can only marry me to Brother Zhao! Hum! ”

Lin Mengyao wiped away her tears and ran towards the backyard with a resolute face.

"Yao'er! Yao'er ......"

Mrs. Lin lifted the hem of her skirt and chased her out in a hurry.

Lin Shizhao stood up to probe and saw that his mother had run away, so he slipped out of the study and went to Zhao's house.